The Most Exciting Holiday

It was the last day of school and everyone was so excited for the holidays. As soon as I got home my mother told me that we had to go somewhere so we all went in my father's car and went to this unknown place.

     Suddenly we stopped. We were at the airport and I asked why we were here. My brother thought we were going to Burger King, but I knew it wasn't the case. My mother told us that our Christmas present was coming early. Then I couldn't believe my ears. She told us that we were going to England for Christmas. Our stuff was already packed so we grabbed our bags and flew to England.

    That week went by so quickly. We played in the snow, made several of snowmen and drank a lot of hot chocolate. But our time in England was soon over. It was the twenty-third of December. We were going home so we could celebrate Christmas with our family. As we got to the airport, we saw that our trip back to Malta was delayed. How could we go back home? It was a long flight. I was starting to lose hope and staarted asking myself, "Are we really missing Christmas?" and "Aren't we going to..." Suddenly my father's phone started to ring. It was his cousin wishing us a Merry Christmas. My father told him what had happened to us. His cousin informed him that his son was coming to England on a different plane. He was going to fly the plane himself so he could give us a lift back to Malta.

   What can I say? We got home safe and sound and I can confirm that this was the most exciting holiday of my life!

Maria Spiteri (2.1)